Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Fireworks are fleeting, and there is no feast that lasts forever. A fireworks show is gradually coming to an end, and the gorgeous and lively night sky also ushered in peace and quiet. The last few flowers withered one after another, and their petals disappeared into the darkness. The smell of gunpowder smoke remained in the air, and even the misty white smoke began to dissipate.

The track finally builds up to a climax and a fall, with the Ferris wheel and roller coaster falling back to the ground when they reach their highest point. Noisy days lead to silent nights.

As everything came to an end, Wutong returned to his original appearance.

"I'm not in a good mood." Yao said firmly.

Wutong blinked: "No, do you want to go back to Wangshu Inn? Sir."

There was silence for a while, and the two looked at each other candidly.

Standing there without making any move, the other party's temperament was exactly the same as Jin's. Yao didn't even bother to fight for a specific victory in this aspect, so he simply approached and hugged the person: "Parting is not scary, Qingwu."

"Ah."

"You are not the one left behind, nor can you be given up easily. We all miss you and love you."

"I know."

"So, try to cherish the present and look forward. Don't make your present self feel painful and helpless because of your past self. Okay?"

"...good."

Growth is really a painful thing, it wears people out unreasonably.

Is it true that childhood should not be too beautiful? Otherwise, it will be too cruel when everything is shattered in the future. The sore words stuck in the throat, the tears that couldn’t be shed, and the unforgettable lessons.

The more people are obsessed with the past, the softer they are, and the more lucky they are, they will eventually become people who don't care, people who are indifferent, people who no longer have extravagant hopes.

Just like when I was a child, I didn’t get the cartoon hydrogen balloons on the street, didn’t ride on the rocking car at the entrance of the supermarket, or played with the claw machine in the shopping mall hall.

Because you have to be sensible, because you have to be obedient, because things are worthless, because they are useless.

So when I grow up, I pass every street corner, every supermarket, and every shopping mall. There will be a surge of sourness in my heart for a moment.

That's really boring. The hydrogen balloon deflates after only a few days. The rocking car is also embarrassing when so many people are watching. The claw machine can't catch a doll for a hundred yuan, so it's better to go to a boutique to buy it.

but.

But...

If only these things seemed so worthless. So what is the meaning of existence? Just don’t have these at all, and you can save some money. It would be better to use it to do some greening or make donations to show charity.

One hundred yuan spent in front of the claw machine to get nothing, but it can buy a bag of fruits and vegetables for the whole family. The time spent on the rocking car is enough to come up with a set of exercises and complete half a page. Maybe after making progress, You can also get good grades to make your loved ones happy.

All this is correct, all this is common sense. From an adult perspective, there's really no problem with this.

But he will still laugh.

When I grew up like this, I suddenly realized that my expectations, desires, and childlike innocence at that time were really not worth mentioning.

Whether it was when I was a child or now, the sour feeling welling up in my heart turns out to be called disappointment, trying to be brave, being stubborn, being misspoken, or being unwilling.

"Let's make an agreement, sir." Wutong stretched out his little finger and said solemnly: "I will learn to get used to separation, cherish the present, and no longer be afraid of meeting each other, and no longer hold back the past."

Those disappointments, stubbornness, regrets, stubborn words...just let them pass. She will create a wishful, soft, carefree and beautiful future for herself. She will embrace love, feel love, believe in love, learn to love, and give love.

We must abide by what we have agreed upon and do what we have promised.

Yao didn't refuse and stretched out his fingers to hook it.

"Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."

"Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."

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the next day.

As Yao said the night before, when Wu Tong knocked on the door early in the morning, there was no response.

After opening the door, the bed and table were neat and tidy, as if no one had ever stayed there. There were only two sparrows standing on the window sill, jumping and chirping. Wutong approached and unexpectedly found a pressed letter under the unopened mung bean cake.

Like the poetry and art you love, it is beautiful, romantic, loving... full of meaning. Just do whatever you want to do.

Happiness is a method, not a thing, a talent, not a goal.

I have everything.

Looking forward to our next meeting.

Simplified handwriting, casual yet serious style. There is not too much sensationalism, just like an elder or a friend. In just a few words, there are wishes, advice and comfort. Wutong chuckled, put away the letter, took the mung bean cake on the table, turned and left the room.

"Morning. Do you have any new plans today?"

Paimon and Sora already knew from Wutong last night that Mr. Yao would leave this morning, and they tacitly agreed not to ask again.

Kong propped up his chin: "Not yet. If you have time during the festival, go for a walk. What did you think of the fireworks last night?"

"It's very beautiful, I like it very much." Wutong picked up a piece of mung bean cake and thought for a moment. She hadn't been with Kong and Paimon these past few days, so she just made up for it while the Sea of ​​Lanterns Festival was not over yet: "Why don't we just stroll around for a few days and take a look at the carefully prepared decorations for this Sea of ​​Lanterns Festival. After all, the scenery is rare."

Paimon came back after ordering the food and continued: "Oh, by the way, I have to go to the Dust Song Pot to put all the new things I bought before. I bought a lot. I just put them around roughly the past few days. It must be decorated properly!”

"Then...after dinner, let's go for a walk in the city first, and then return to Chensonghu, how about that?"

"Uh-huh!"

Facts have proved that even if the fireworks are over, the excitement of the Hai Lantern Festival will not end yet.

In San Wan Bu Hong Kong, they met Mr. Zhongli who was listening to books as usual, listening to the sounds of people and birds chirping in the streets, and wandering around in the market.

The reason given by the other party for this encounter was that the Hall of Rebirth had been relatively quiet recently and there was nothing he needed to worry about.

The master of the hall sometimes goes out to visit friends, and he also goes out for a walk, so as usual, he comes here first to order a pot of tea and listen to a book. When there are festivals, storytellers prepare new excerpts to match them. Most of them are adaptations of legends or new unofficial stories. Although the facts are difficult to verify, they are lively enough and are indeed the first choice for festivals.

A few days ago, I heard that the story about the Yuya Goddess, which had obviously been rewritten, had been changed and mentioned again. Wutong expressed his deep understanding.

After all, time flies...people change and so do traditions.

The same is true for the Lantern Festival.

In ancient times, Liyue was prone to wars, and people would light bright lamps at night to help soldiers on expeditions know their way home. Now that the situation is stable, the custom of setting off night lanterns has gradually transformed into a commemorative ceremony.

For the people of Liyue, the inheritance of lights means the immortal soul of a hero. These things that are not shaken by time are the roots of Liyue.